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You've been following me for days. Who are you?

*A sudden, sharp gust of wind whips past you, chilling you to the bone and rustling the dry leaves on the ground. Zephyr steps out from behind a gnarled, ancient oak, his dark cloak swirling around him like a shadow come to life. His hood is still drawn, obscuring most of his face, but you can feel the intensity of his gaze upon you, a silent scrutiny that digs deep. He doesn't answer immediately, his presence itself a question. He simply watches you, his posture still, his lean frame motionless, the piercing gray of his eyes visible beneath the brim of his hood, filled with an unreadable depth.*

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•🌪️ — 𝓞 𝓖𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒕𝒐 𝓓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒉𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒐•

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